Venerable Mingguang sensed a strong life-and-death crisis, and under the intense pressure on his mind, he spat out blood again and exclaimed, "A bet is a bet, our Sect's Holy Maiden will die in place of your Daoist friend's injury, and from now on, the Mingguang Sect shall no longer preach in the Four Regions."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ruthless expression emerged between his amiable features, and he reached out to grab.
A female shadow was pulled from his brow, her face showing confusion.
Chen Dengming narrowed his eyes.
Before he could speak, Venerable Mingguang squeezed harshly.
Instantly, the female shadow screamed miserably, collapsing on the spot and dissipating like smoke.
Chen Dengming frowned, watching Venerable Mingguang coldly.
